“My family is even more broken than before.”
((I accidentally a one-shot))
Gabriel walked into the room to find his younger brother Castiel, crying and holding two of his dolls, the third on the floor, below where he was hovering, all ripped.
"Castiel, what happened," he asked, horrified. A fresh wave of tears washed down his face as he whimpered.
"My family is even more broken than before." He hid his face partially behind his doll, the one he had named "Dean". "Lucifer came and broke them even more."
Scowling, Gabriel moved over and ran a light hand over his little brother’s head. “It’s okay, Cas, we can fix them.”
"No, we can’t! Bobby’s dead and Dean’s really broken and Sammy’s almost beyond fixing," he cried and Gabriel smiled.
"Now, now, all we have to do is sew them back up," he smiled and kissed his little brother’s head. Looking up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, he nodded and carefully picked Bobby and all of his stuffing up.
"So they’re having surgery?"
"Yes, Cas, they’re going to have surgery. It’s okay, it won’t take long," he smiled and kissed his forehead as he pulled his sewing kit out of the hall closet. "C’mon, just on the kitchen table."
Smiling a little, tender hopeful smile, Cas carefully carried his three family members and set them on the table, but not before demanding a tea towel and a pillow a piece. “They have to be comfortable, Gabe! They HAVE to!”
Humouring him, Gabe did as asked, and before Castiel could say “Lickety split” they were all fixed. You couldn’t even see the stitches he had put in.
Beaming, Castiel threw his arms around his brother and kissed his cheek, before carefully picking up and cuddling all three of them.
"And Cas? If Lucifer hurts them again, yell for me okay? Just Yell "No" Really loud and I"ll come, okay?"
Nodding, he smiled and gave each doll a kiss on the forehead and told them he loved them, and with his little wings fluttering, flew off back to his room, where he could huddle back up with his family and maybe take a nap.